[ Her voice tumbles out of her mouth into the kiss, low and warm and sweet. The second time it comes out it's louder, rough edged and more heated. The third time, it comes out as a laugh. ]

Ah... sorry, are you getting a little impatient? Did I tease you a little too much?

[ At least she admits it... But going by the smile she's wearing, she's not letting up on it any time soon. ]

Jeez. After all that last night and you're still this worked up? ... Not that I can talk...

[ It's good, though. Just enough to itch at that needy impatience in her belly and just enough to make it that bit worse.

Maybe she's the one who can't control herself. After all, she started it. ]

Maybe you'd want to touch me properly, then?